christmas eve and all was quiet...well no it wasn'

christmas eve morning was spent travelling back and forth and back and forth AND back and forth to tesco but the afternoon was spent out at a farm playing in a 1970's tractor, running away from hungry sheep, luring toffy the highland coo with a bit of weight watchers loaf (she was having none of it), chasing the dogs out of the bushes, honking the horn in true trucker-style in the lorry and smiling with the other one's best sister, her husband and master c. good times.

the evening was spent at best sister's house with family and friends, eating drinking and being merry before venturing off to The Ship Inn. thank you for the hospitality best sister.

good times